Borders

I hate it when I call you up On a Sunday night That means it's Monday for you And weekdays are made for pulling through They are for things that normal people do Those days don't mean a thing to me 'Cause you're away from me I'm tied up to this time zone And most days should be for holding you To do the things that normal people do (Do the things that normal people do) I'm older, not wiser My eyes are darker The time is slipping The memory isn't fading Need to keep going Help me clear the blur I'm coming over, across that border Got nothing to declare Except for this sharp despair Coming to you completely bare Let's start off from where we were Please just don't marry her All I'm really really asking Is you wait for me a little bit longer Put the phone down and grab my hand I wanna scream with you Empty my lungs in the skate pool Meet me up on Garden street I feel like digging up old memories I'm older, not wiser My eyes are darker The time is slipping The memory isn't fading Need to keep going Help me clear the blur I'm coming over, across that border Got nothing to declare Except for this sharp despair Coming to you completely bare Let's start off from where we were Please just don't marry her All I'm really really asking Is you wait for me a little bit longer